User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March Original/@comment-3135907-20150416030247

Repost of the Horde of the Sun thread:
 * In the camp of Aridu...

Gratchin and Blerig, both stoats, are on sentry duty outside Tentsea, the name given the "city" of tents and ramshackle dwellings that surrounds Salamandastron. The two are on the side facing the mountain's huge stone gate. Silence reigns between the two, who are not given to much banter. Blerig sighs at last. "What are we out here on sentry duty for anyways, mate? It's not like the rabbits and their big badger are going to come out an' attack us. They'd all die!"

Gratchin grunts. "Cos it's the his Imperial Highness' orders, lumphead." The two suddenly turn back to staring at the mountain, words lost as a huge black shape swoops in out of the night... March 28, 2013 by Biggren May 14, 2013 by Biggren
 * OOC: Members of Aridu's horde, add your comments here.
 * OOC: Sorry for the slowness, I didn't know when we'd bring them in so I was waiting until now.

''IC: A tall black vixen has moved so fast that the stoats barely saw her. She paces angrily in front of the two sentries, glaring at them as she growls in a Highland accent, ''"Ah dinnae ken the reasons that King Aridu's given orders, ah follow them!" She bares her teeth in a feral snarl of rage, revealing the long upper canines that have earned her her nickname. May 14, 2013 by WildloughRhulain
 * Gratchin mutters mutinously under his breath until Blerig elbows him none-too-gently in the ribs. Gratchin is about to give an angry reply when he realizes the reason for Blerig's warning.

Captain Ripptail the female weasel strolls toward them, casually devouring an apple. The two wilt as she fixes them with a frigid glare. "Yarr, keep yer glims on the mount'ink, ya fool'eads, an' enuff quibblin'. Genarl Gryle's orders, an' don' yewse ferget it!" May 14, 2013 by Biggren May 14, 2013 by Brigadier Barty May 14, 2013 by WildloughRhulain June 28, 2013 by Biggren June 28, 2013 by Brigadier Barty August 23, 2013 by WildloughRhulain
 * Strolling lazily over to the Captain from where he had watched the encounter for the last few minutes, Serrano the fox snorted, standing behind her' "These two accidents couldn't watch a mountain if they were standing on it, Captain, if I can be so blunt...Perhaps giving the job to a less pathetic, more intelligent duo would ensure the job to be done right...I, and-" He looked pointedly to the black vixen ''-My comrade-Could perform such services..."
 * The vixen smiled at Serrano before turning to Ripptail. "Aye, Captain. Mah name's Rakefang. Ah'd be glad tae dae the work."
 * "Good idear. Keep an eye on these idyits- erm, make that both eyes." Ripptail sits down on the sand and stares up at the mountain. "`Ow long do ya t'ink it'll be, afore we takes yon mount'ink? I warrant there's jus' mountains o' vikklens inside, eh eh?"
 * The fox stands with a dignified air on the cold ground even as a sudden wave of tiredness washes over him, his body finally registering the time of night. He shrugs, answering a question without using his silver tongue for once. The mountain scared even him, looming above the horde like an ancient giant that could crush anything foolish enough to attack it with a glance. But for some reason, it hadn't... He didn't like that notion at all. It unnerved him, it unnerved every thread of his being. "Truthfully, Captain, I have no idea how long it'll take, or even if we'll ever conquer it..." He sighs wearily, breathing in the salty air from the sea. "But I do know that we'll be required to."
 * Rakefang salutes Ripptail. "Ye can count on mah, Captain."  She begins checking her weapons. 
 * Ripptail grins. "I like youse two. Tell ya wot: I'll tell 'is Maggisty `bout ya, see iffen I can't get ya a bit o' da bajjer's trezzer. `Owzat sound der youse?"  Gratchin and Blerig are not too far off to catch the hint about Badger's Treasure. Once Ripptail has gotten up and left to attend to a quarrelsome vermin named Rhijj, Blerig pipes up: "D'yer really think there's enuff fer us all, mates?"